by JA Low
My hands ball into fists, my body’s stiff, I’m not sure how to react to all this. Sienna steps towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think. Honestly, I thought it was kind of funny. The pregnant lady getting a lap dance, we were being silly. The strippers were being very respectful.”
My eyes look down at her. I can see she is genuinely sorry.
“I can buy you a stripper if you want? Send some down to the tent, seems only fair,” she smiles at me.
Fuck, this woman she drives me crazy and as mad as I am at the situation she makes me smile.
“That’s so nice of you, but no I’m good,” I respond, kissing her nose.
“Um, hello, I think that’s a brilliant idea,” Christian chimes in.
She stretches up onto her tiptoes and whispers into my ear, ignoring Christian’s request for strippers. “I got some hot lingerie today. Want me to give you a lap dance later tonight?”
My fingers tighten around her hips. “Yes, darlin’, I do.” I can feel myself hardening which is inconvenient seeing as I am in the middle of a party with my family and friends. Looking above her head I notice everyone is frozen watching the pair of us.
“Fine continue, don’t let me get in the way of the party. But, I just need to borrow my fiancée for a moment.” Looking back down at her, “Baby I have a present for you, but it’s upstairs.”
“I bet you do big boy,” she adds, making me laugh and my dick harden.
“Come on you sexy temptress.” Grabbing her hand, I leave behind the crazy stripper scene which is probably going to haunt me for the rest of my life. I drag Sienna through the house and up a flight of up the stairs. I try a couple of doors until I find the main bedroom. Slamming the door behind us I pin her back against it, making Sienna squeal. “Seeing that man touching you, fuck, it made me crazy.”
“I’m sorry, Evan, I really am. I got caught up in the silliness,” she says, cupping my face. “I love you, baby, you know that don’t you?” She looks a little worried.
“Of course I do, it was just a shock that’s all,” I explain, running my face over her fingertips.
“I feel so bad, Evan, seeing your face when you came up those stairs, made me feel like shit.” Sienna’s eyes are glassy with emotion. My lips come down on hers lightly, my teeth nipping along her bottom lip.
“I don’t care about the strippers because I know you love me. I need you Sienna, I need you right now,” I demand, looking into her sea green eyes.
“I'm yours, Evan,” she whispers. It’s exactly what I needed to hear.
Crashing my mouth down on hers, my hands grab her ass as I lift her up. Her stomach is in the way in this position, so I carry her across to the bed and sit on the edge. She pushes my T-shirt up and over my head, throwing it to the floor. I lay back and wiggle myself into the middle of the bed so she can straddle me. This seems to be the easiest position for her to be in nowadays. I don’t mind watching her bountiful tits bounce up and down as I fuck her. She’s wearing a lace, gypsy style mini dress, which I pull off over her head, it join’s my T-shirt on the floor. Her white, lace bra meets the same fate. Feeling skin on skin, her tiny moans are making it hard to not just flip her over and fuck her like I would have. But now I have to be gentle as she’s carrying our Bean. Sienna’s fingers untie my board shorts, my cock springs out, surprising her.
“Commando, nice,” she encourages, giving me a wink as her hands start sliding up and down it. I lay back, close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. I think the beers, whiskey and sun is catching up to me as my head spins a little. Sienna moves over me; my eyes widen as inch by glorious inch she impales herself on me. “Fuck, Sienna. You feel so fucking good,” I growl, as she starts a steady rhythm, riding my cock.
“Just relax, baby, let me make you feel better,” she coos, lifting herself almost off me, before slamming back down.
“Oh fuck, darlin’.” I moan.
“Good, baby. I needed to show you how much you turn me on. How much I want you, need you. That no one will ever compare to you. You’ve ruined me for all other men, remember that, babe,” she tells me as she grinds harder and harder onto me.
“Yeah, darlin’, I do.” My mind has left the building, the blood has rushed all the way down to my little head and he’s calling all the shots.
“I can’t wait to marry you, Evan Wyld. I can’t wait to have your baby. I can’t wait to have more babies with you. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life fucking your cock every single damn night.”
Fuck me, this is a different kind of dirty talk but my cock is responding to it, as Sienna rubs her clit harder and harder against my pubic piercing.
“Evan! Evan, I’m coming,” Sienna screams, her whole body convulsing. The first squeeze of her against my cock has my orgasm shooting right up from my balls. I hold her hips tight as we both ride it out.
“Fuck, I love you, Sienna.”
“Yeah I know,” she giggles, sucking a nipple into her mouth. This makes my dick twitch inside of her. I roll her off beside me. “I can’t believe we just had sex in some random bed.” She smiles getting herself dressed again.
“Well, that’s the thing I wanted to show you when we came up here,” I tell her, pulling my T-shirt over my head.
“What, it wasn’t to have sex?” She raises her eyebrows.
“Well maybe a little but it was to give you something.” I hand her a little leather box.
Sitting up in the bed, Sienna looks at me confused.
“Open it, sweetheart,” nudging the box.
Slowly she opens it and inside is a silver key. Her eyes widen as she looks around the room. “Please don’t say this is deja vu again? You didn’t just buy me a house.”
Smiling, I look at her and say, “Not just any house, this house.”
Sienna pauses and stares at the key. “No you didn’t?”
“Yeah I did,” I argue.
“What the hell is it with you surprising me with houses?”
“I like the blow jobs you give me when I do.” Reminding her of the last time I surprised her with a house and the amazing BJ that came with it.
“You ready for another round then?” She challenges.
Pulling her against me, I tell her, “I want to say yes, but I’ve drunk too much beer and sat in the sun too long, plus some hot woman just rode me like a cowgirl, I’m exhausted.”
She giggles. “Poor baby,” she purrs as she kisses me. “But seriously, you bought this house for me, for us?”
“Yeah, I wanted Bean to know what it’s like to grow up in Australia. We can split our time between here and LA.”
Sienna hugs me. “How did I get so lucky. Thank you, Evan, thank you so much.”
I couldn’t wait to have family holidays here, teaching the little guy to swim in the pool, maybe when he’s older Jake and Sienna’s dad can teach him to surf. The lifestyle down here is so relaxed, and better suited for our kids than LA.
56
Sienna
Night before the wedding
The mother’s left early after dinner, leaving Derrick and the girls hanging with me the night before the wedding. We are going to have an old school slumber party, there’s not much partying I can do six months pregnant. Evan has gone down to Axel and Christian’s cabin to party with the boys. Before Evan left he totally screwed my brains out in the shower just before dinner, it was the last time we would see each other before the wedding. Evan hates us being apart for the night, but I kind of like the tradition, makes seeing him for the first time at the end of the aisle tomorrow even more special. I told him that I would make it up to him on our wedding night. I just hope I don’t fall asleep.
“I can’t believe you are getting married tomorrow,” Vanessa announces, clinking our glasses together.
“I know! I’m so excited. Can’t believe I’m marrying Evan Wyld, my celebrity crush.” I laugh, because in all seriousness it’s crazy to think that this has happen to me. This time last year I was
here at Mum and Dad’s licking my wounds because Beau had left me for Diana. I never thought I would ever get over what Beau did to me, but then a six foot - three, tatted up rock star with piercings ran away with my heart, when I least expected it.
“Please, that man would have found you. It was destiny,” Derrick giggles. Maybe he’s had too much champagne.
“I’m so glad you are going to become my sister tomorrow,” Charlotte squeals, giving me a hug.
“Me too.” I just couldn’t be happier either, I love Evan’s family.
“Now before everyone gets pissed I have some gifts to give y’all, okay.” Slowly getting up off the couch, I make my way over to the buffet table. Sitting on the top are personalized monogrammed Louis Vuitton tote bags for the girls and a man bag for Derrick. I hand each of them their own personalized gift.
“Seriously, Sienna, no fucking way, Louis Vuitton,” Derrick squeals, caressing the leather of his man bag.
“Wait ‘till you see inside,” I say with a huge grin on my face. Yes, the presents are over the top but after the year I’ve had, these girls have been by my side through it all and they deserve it. Opening their bags, they pull out silk dressing gowns with their names embroidered on the back, monogramed, white men's style shirts with striped pajama shorts and Derrick got the long version of the shorts. They also received a Louis Vuitton monogram toiletries bag and a Tiffany & Co keyring engraved with thank you on it.
“I see Tiffany blue,” Charlotte squeals.
“No way,” Isla frantically pulls out the tissue paper.
In one box is a pair of platinum and diamond drop earrings, matching bracelet and necklace from Tiffany & Co to wear on the wedding day. Derrick got platinum Tiffany & Co cufflinks for tomorrow.
“Sisi, fuck babe, this is too much," Derrick declares with tears in his eyes as he pulls out his maid of honor present.
Rushing over to him I snuggle into his side. “I love you, D, you have been through so much with me and your support has kept me afloat when I didn't think things would ever work out. But there you were beside me, holding my hand, helping me through it.” He’s a mess.
Stacey hands him a glass of champagne which he throws down in one large gulp. Opening up the green leather case inside the bag is Derrick’s dream watch, a Rolex. I didn’t want to get him some gaudy, gold, blinged-out piece. No, he got a beautiful black and silver time piece. I knew he had been eyeing this particular one off when we went shopping one day. It’s expensive but Evan insisted on getting it when I told him who I wanted to give it to. Derrick’s dreamed of owning a Rolex for years and I finally bought him one.
“I love you, Si.” Derrick wraps his strong arms around me, holding me tight for a long time. We finally pull apart and see everyone else in the room is a little teary eyed too.
“Okay bitches no more tears, let's party. Everyone get changed into your PJs and be back here in five minutes. We will be playing truth or dare, actually who am I kidding it’s just going to be truth or truth,” Derrick laughs wholeheartedly. My gossip queen is back.
Everyone is lazing on the back deck, cocktails in their hands, Derrick has set up some sort of spin the bottle game but he states there is no kissing involved. He scrunches up his nose at the thought of having to kiss any of us. “Besides you,” he states, giving me a wink.
“Seriously, D, could you not put a top on or something,” Yvette moans, in her thick Spanish accent.
Derrick smiles looking down at his tight six packed abs. “No bitch, I’ve worked hard for this body.”
She moans, “It’s so not fair,” as she takes a sip of her drink.
“You’re putting all those straight boys to shame, D,” Stacey adds.
“I’m sorry but gay men are superficial, if the package is not good then you better turn around and walk the other way.”
“God I love gay porn,” Vanessa blurts out, making a couple of girls choke on their drinks.
“Oh my God, yes, it’s the moaning and the grunting that does it for me,” Stacey agrees.
“Plus gay porn stars are hot and their bodies…” Isla groans.
“Ladies, seriously gay porn gets you going?” Derrick seems shocked.
“A dick’s, a dick, D, and two are even better,” Vanessa adds cheekily.
“Straight women are so weird,” Derrick laughs. “Now let’s play never have I ever.”
Moments later shots are handed out to everyone, except me who gets a bottle of water, so boring.
“So tell me did I miss anything the other night?” After the stripper fiasco Evan and I left our lovely home to the raucous partying of our friends. It sucks being pregnant and having to miss out but I could hardly keep my eyes opened anymore.
“Not much happened,” Vanessa shrugs.
I give her a stare, because I sure as hell know stuff happened. I left them with strippers and lots of alcohol and half of these people have hooked up previously.
“Derrick, what about you?” I ask, knowing he would be the first one to crack.
Twisting his beer in his hands he tried to ignore me.
“Derrick,” I say more forcefully this time.
“Fine, Sienna. I hooked up with Chance again and one of the strippers.”
What is it with Derrick and threesomes?
“And I know that boy is no good for me because he is so far in the damn closet it’s not fucking funny. But I just can’t seem to stay away from him, okay,” Derrick shouts, silencing the room. Everyone is momentarily stunned silent.
“I’m sorry, D,” squeezing his hand. Stace and I were there the last time he dated a man that was firmly in the closet and it killed him, bit by bit he lost the very essence of what makes him who he is, his confidence. Derrick gives me a sad smile remembering those days. “But the boy can suck like a hoover,” he adds, making all of us scream with delight in his candidness. My face is going red from embarrassment. Vanessa gives Derrick a high five.
“So you had another threesome?” Isla asks the important questions.
Derrick rolls his eyes. “I don’t normally have that many threesomes but Chance just seems to find me in compromising positions and joins in.”
Yvette groans, “It’s so not fair,” she wails dramatically.
“I kissed Blake, again,” Charlotte blurts out.
We all stop and look at her. Evan is going to blow his lid if he finds out.
“Again?” Because this is the first I’ve heard of it.
Charlotte is looking a little sheepish. “When he came to Paris while you were in hospital was the first time. You were getting better, I wanted to tell you so badly but you and Evan were getting back together…”
“I thought you didn’t date rock stars?” I ask.
“Um, she said she kissed him not dated him, Si,” Derrick corrects me.
“We’re just friends, I know my brother hates him and is being overprotective…”
“We all know why he hates him, because he kissed Sienna,” Derrick reminds everyone.
“Derrick,” I squeal, punching him in the arm, we had gotten over that awkward confession months ago, why bring it up again.
“Don’t worry Sienna kissed my brother as well,” Yvette joins in laughing.
What the hell, is this roast Sienna day or something?
Derrick gives Yvette a high five, juveniles.
“Blake has been lusting after you the moment he met you,” Isla tells Charlotte.
“I like him I really do, but, and there are so many buts. He lives in New York, he’s traveling around America, his band is about to hit the big time, they are signed with my brother’s label, he’s a rock star. Just look at the man, he is beautiful, he has women falling at his feet. Plus, we are both too young for anything more,” she says with a big sigh.
“Yeah but look at Sienna, she tamed your brother and he was one of the worst womanizers in the band,” Vanessa laughs.
“Yeah and V’s locked down Christian,” Isla comments.
“What! No
I haven’t,” Vanessa blurts out, looking shocked.
“Um, as if that boy hasn’t been lusting after you for the past five odd years,” Camryn joins in. “I remember the first night they met, the chemistry between them was electric. Christian didn’t leave our place the whole weekend. Who has a one-night stand that lasts all weekend?” Camryn asks us.
“Christian and I are just friends nothing more,” Vanessa tries to convince us.
“So you haven’t hooked up together while you’ve been home?” I ask, knowing full well what Evan told me about their skinny dipping in the falls.
Vanessa opens her mouth then closes it again, she is lost for words.
“I say that’s a yes, then,” Camryn smirks.
“Well screw you guys very much. Fine, yes we have but we both know it’s not leading anywhere. We both had an itch and we like how the other scratches it, that’s it,” Vanessa says.
“I’d hate to see the day Christian meets someone, I think then it’s going to hit you,” Isla comments. She is so very right; I think that will kill Ness.
“This is Christian we are talking about, world famous playboy, he is no readier to settle down than I am, see that’s why it works,” Vanessa replies smugly.
“Now Evan’s gone I wouldn’t put it past them to start dropping like flies,” Isla muses.
“What! No,” Vanessa sounds shocked.
“They aren’t getting any younger. Come on, they are going to see Evan and Sienna together, all loved up, happy families as if that isn’t going to change the way they look at the world,” Charlotte adds.
“But…but…” Vanessa splutters. “What about you then Isla? What happens when Finn meets someone?”
Isla takes a deep breath, “Can’t hurt any more than it has for the past fifteen years watching him sleep with every woman that he encounters.”
Fuck, poor thing.
“I’m sorry, Is,” Vanessa says, walking over and hugging her tightly seeing the tears falling from her face.
“No, stop it. I’m fine. I’ve wasted enough time on him. I need to get over this ridiculous crush on him for my own sanity,” she says, trying to sound strong but the heart wants what the heart wants.